The Japanese fishing boat had already pushed its speed to the limit, but it still couldn't shake off the survivors on the yacht. Through the telescope, Tang Zheng could see that the crew on the deck were alert, some even holding firearms, but they had learned their lesson and, fearing retaliation from a rocket launcher, did not rashly attack.
"Stubborn indeed, it's still a long way from the harbor, do they really think they can escape back?" Wei Binbai dug his ears and waved towards the bridge, "Speed up, charge forward, let's grab a boat too!"
"Don't you think the boat at the front is a bit too large?" Lu Fan, holding a telescope, examined the deck, "The layout of the ship is similar to a cruise ship, how many fish can it catch? And there's not much blood on those fishing gears!"
"Maybe it's a modified boat, or perhaps they haven't started fishing yet?" Wei Xiangnan and his party, at the other end of the yacht, came over after hearing the commotion.
